Michael Jerling
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Through Christmastime
From the album Crooked Path
Through Christmastime ©2007 Michael Jerling Christmas comes but once a year And when I was a child I thought everyone around the world Sang of Mary meek and mild And Baby Jesus in the straw Beneath one guiding star Life was simple safe and warm In my mother’s arms Consider Father Abraham That Hebrew tribal king He wasn’t quite the paragon Of modern parenting Laid his son Isaac on the stone And sharpened up his knife Cast out Ishmael from his home To wander all his life Oh to have such certainty Oh to have such faith Oh to have such love of God Slowly turned to hate The sons of Isaac still can feel That cold stone on their backs The sons of Ishmael still can taste The bitterness and sand Christmas comes but once a year I’m crazy I suppose Still I wish you Peace On Earth Salaam, Shalom If there is one true guiding star The paths to it grow wild And my untended weedy way Does pass through Christmastime Does pass through Christmastime
